• 77: Fearful •

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I stayed at Mason's house that night until he fell asleep. Derek went back out shortly after arguing with Annalise, and she never came back out of her room. I took the opportunity to make Mason and I sandwiches and grab a bottle of water for each of us. He had a little bit but wasn't super hungry. Honestly, neither was I.

We lied down in his bed quietly, watching a couple videos on his phone for a bit. After a while I could tell he was getting tired, and he put his phone down. Quietly, we laid there, not saying much.

"If you want me here tomorrow, I'll be there," I said after a while.

"Thank you," Mason mumbled, sleepily.

I watched as eventually his eyes closed and he drifted into sleep. For the first time in weeks, Mason seemed a little more peaceful. I got up, as carefully as possible, and put a blanket over him. I didn't want to go, but knew Linda and Jay would be mad if I didn't come home before midnight. I grabbed my backpack and slipped out of Mason's room, and then his house.

The walk home wasn't too bad. It was a little chilly, but I didn't mind. I knew Mason would have driven me, but it gave me a sense of ease to know that I left him sleeping rather than wrestling with his thoughts all night.

When I finally got home, I kicked my shoes off in the foyer and threw my backpack down. Immediately I checked my phone, when I didn't see a message from Mason, I wasn't sure whether to be relieved that he might still be sleeping or worried he might not be.

The glow of the television illuminated the living room as I breezed past it to the stairs.

"Charlie, is that you?" Jay called.

"Yeah! Sorry, I'm late!" I replied, continuing up the stairs. I ran up to my bedroom and closed the door behind me. Then I went into my bathroom and turned on the shower.

Immediately, I sat down by the tub and the tears I'd been fighting all evening finally came rolling down my cheeks as a sob ripped through my chest.

"I don't want to go... but this... this makes it hard to want to stay." 

Mason's words echoed in my mind and I pressed a hand to my mouth to muffle the sound. I kept it together for him, but it broke my heart to witness his pain. I wished I could take it away. I wished I could make it all disappear. I wished he didn't want to disappear. I wished his parents really saw him. I wished they saw that the child they had left was slipping away before their eyes, while they thought – or tried not to think – about the child they had lost. I was so scared to lose him and I was mad that the thought didn't occur to his parents that it could be possible.

Even though I managed to drag myself off the bathroom floor and shower before going to bed, my mind didn't let me sleep. I lied there awake. Waiting. Fearful. Hoping that he'd sleep through the night and I'd see him tomorrow.



Author's Note:  If any of you are feeling the way that Mason is, please talk to someone and know that you are so loved and important <3

I hope you liked this chapter! Even though it was so sad, I liked writing it! <3

New Chapter out next week! Don't forget to vote and comment in the mean time xo

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